Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

It was completely dark and it was almost night time.

In the streets and alleys of Ancheng, hurried passers-by passed by sporadically.

Huo's expression was dazed, half of her body was almost leaning on her man Zhou Pingjiang, her lips were bitten red and swollen and she said: "Husband, do you think Silly Ya will be okay?"

Huo was accustomed to thinking about the worst. Without her daughter by her side, Huo's energy and energy suddenly disappeared, and every step she took was extremely difficult.

Many years ago, if the couple had not gone down the mountain to rob, how could the little silly girl have been left on the mountain because of the high fever and not being treated in time?

Retribution, all retribution!

From then on, no matter how hard the couple tried to recuperate, they never had any children.

Not long after, Huo and his wife took their brothers from the mountains to join their master and recruit troops with peace of mind.

There is no need to worry about eating and drinking on the mountain. Huo has to hide his identity. As the master's trump card, he rarely has the opportunity to go down the mountain.

"It's all my fault for making my own decisions. If something happens to me silly..."

Huo stopped, her heart hurting as if she was being pinched. Even if it was just an accident, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

In contrast to Huo's confusion, Zhou Pingjiang was emotionally stable and comforted: "Madam, nothing will happen. Although Jiang Yuzhu has a wild temper, she was spoiled by the Jiang family. On the surface, she has no grievances and will not harm us. Silly boy, if I take a step back and tell you that if I really know our identities, using Silly Ya to threaten us is more valuable than directly harming us."

She was probably a silly girl who was too playful and didn't have many playmates of the same age in the mountains. When she saw Jiang Yuzhu, the maid felt friendly and not defensive.

"Just like you said, even short fat man dared to go with Jiang Yuzhu without revealing his secret. Let's hide it deeper."

Zhou Pingjiang came to the carriage house, took the horse out, smoothed Huo's hair, and softened the rough lines of his face, "After this incident, we should learn a lesson."

"It doesn't matter whether Shaya gets married or not. We will pamper her for the rest of her life. Why not ask someone to buy a few maids so that Shaya can have a playmate."

Mr. Huo was always worried that the maid would not serve her well enough and would bully Silly Ya behind the couple's back, but Silly Ya would not say anything in many cases.Huo takes good care of her daughter and has always been hands-on.

The couple opened up to each other and relaxed a little.

As he was leading his horse away, he happened to meet two ladies standing in the alley chatting.

"Why are parents so arrogant these days?"

"But no, my own flesh and blood, trusting an outsider, even a relative, has uneasy and good intentions!"

"I'm so sorry for that girl. She died tragically because of a single thought. My parents only have this one seedling. Their hearts are broken!"

The two ladies said something to each other and sighed.

Huo stood there dumbly as if she had been struck by lightning. When she came to her senses, her palms were full of sweat. She grabbed Zhou Pingjiang's arm and said, "Husband, I'm not worried!"

Although he was the same master's subordinate as the short fat man and the thin bamboo pole, Huo didn't know them well.

just in case……

"You idiot is my life!"

It is better to believe in others than to believe in yourself. Huo has always been like this for so many years.

Zhou Pingjiang said hesitantly: "If those two people tip off the master..."

The couple has a special status and is not allowed to go down the mountain easily. This is a rule.

Huo's face trembled and she sneered: "What's the point? Just silence me."

Ancheng is the couple's territory, why should they be timid and worried?Yes, they were the master's people, but they were not Humpty Dumpty's subordinates.

After the couple figured it out, they turned their horses and headed back to the inn to inquire about the news.

After a while, Ningxiang emerged from the alley. Seeing no one around, she ran back to the inn to report back.

At the inn, just as Jiang Yuzhu thought, the short fat man and the thin bamboo pole had already agreed to attack Silly Ya.

The short fat man smiled sinisterly and said: "It's just a fool. He will become a hidden danger sooner or later. Let's get rid of the fool. If the master blames her, we can defend ourselves."

The thin bamboo pole agreed, and threw a mask to the short fat man: "You are responsible for killing, and I am responsible for showing off."

Two of the maids beside Jiang Yuzhu walked very lightly, and at first glance they were Lian Jiazi.

The purpose of the two is only to kill Silly Ya, not to alarm Jiang Yuzhu.

"You know, Jiang Yuzhu is a woman who only knows how to enjoy herself. What value does she have? All we are looking at is the child in her belly."

The short fat man and the thin bamboo pole went together, under the cover of night, to a teahouse in Ancheng.

In the private room, Silly Ya slept soundly, her face flushed.

When Hong Jin heard the footsteps, she curled her lips slightly, and her heart moved. Madam really had a good idea and someone was here.

In just one breath, the shadow of the short fat man was already silhouetted through the Korean paper.

"boom!"

The door was kicked hard and he fell to the ground.

The short fat man covered his face, stood up flexibly, and ducked in.

Hong Jinliu raised her eyebrows, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Who is it?"

"Go away and mind your own business!"

The short fat man didn't want to waste time by fighting with Hong Jin, so he glanced around from the corner of his eyes, and finally fixed his sight behind the screen.

"Sister Hongjin?"

Silya slept soundly. She moved her eyelids when she heard the noise and subconsciously looked for Hongjin.

The short fat man heard the noise, held the dagger in his hand, and ran straight into the room menacingly.

"I don't care who you are, get out now!"

Hong Jin crossed her arms and stood in front of the short fat man with a calm expression.

Huo couldn't come so quickly, so he had to delay for now.

Downstairs, Shou Zhugan was already waiting impatiently, standing on the street corner opposite the teahouse and pacing back and forth.

Silly Ya is defenseless and a fool. Humpty Dumpty has been gone for a long time. Could something have happened?

Just as he was about to go to the teahouse to meet him, he looked at Zhou Pingjiang and Huo's wife out of the corner of his eye, and immediately secretly said something bad.

"Husband, take someone to look at that thin bamboo pole, and I'll take someone up to have a look!"

The two of them were not in the same place. Huo's eyelids were twitching wildly, and she suddenly had a bad feeling that her guess would be confirmed.

When she arrived at the door of the private room, Huo happened to see the squatty man attacking with a dagger. Even though Hongjin resisted, a piece of skin was scratched on her arm to protect Silly Ya.

In an instant, Huo's anger couldn't be suppressed. If he hadn't been warned to return halfway, he would have been fooled by the short fat man and the thin bamboo pole!

The two of them were not here to save anyone, they were here to take her daughter’s life!

"Silly girl, mother is here!"

Huo rushed towards Sha Ya and held her daughter tightly in his arms. Several temporarily mobilized brothers surrounded the short fat man and pulled off the mask from his face.

"Huo, I'm here to save silly girl, you can't tell the difference between friend and foe!"

The short fat man lowered his eyes, reacted quickly, and defended himself eloquently, "Kill this maid quickly!"

"Mom, he is a bad person!"

Silly Ya was ignorant, couldn't say a lot of things, and was so anxious that she kept wiping her tears.

Huo was too lazy to talk nonsense with the short fat man and said to his brothers: "No one will be left alive!"

Downstairs, the thin bamboo pole guarding the wind had also been controlled, and he and the short fat man were tied with ropes and sent to a remote forest.